Odyssey of the Blind God



"...Is he really our enemy?"

Nobody knew who asked this question but it rang through the Divine Hall of the Beginning for quite a while.

Silence commenced throughout the entire hall as nobody wanted to be the next to say anything.

The death of the Divine God of Truth may have been sad but everyone knew that the Divine God made preparations to enter the reincarnation circle with additional support. It wouldn't be difficult for the Divine God of Truth to find his inheritance and retrieve his former life's memories.

Many Gods, especially Divine Gods prepared for their death. It was unlikely that Divine Gods would die just like that but it was never impossible. Making ample preparations for the reincarnation circle was of utmost importance.

Despite that, nobody would willingly sacrifice their lives. After all, it would take countless years before they would be able to regain their former strength - if they survived that long, in the first place.

"Is he really our enemy? He obliterated a dozen races not too long ago, not caring whether he killed innocent people! There were even infants!!" The Divine Goddess of Genesis shouted in anger.

"Calm down, Genesis. They attacked him first, killing millions of innocent people as well. I would have done the same as the Dark Successor to make an example. Nobody attacked him after what he did to the dozen races he obliterated. If he hadn't gone to the extreme, other races would have taken this as a sign of weakness. They would have attacked him as well," The Divine God of Death and Trickery laughed, pointing at Genesis with a bright smile on his face.

He loved to mock the divine Goddess of Genesis. She was the biggest hypocrite he had ever seen. After all, the Divine Goddess of Genesis tasted more blood than most Gods in the annals of history had even seen. 

As the God of Death, he could clearly tell how many she had killed. It was a sight to behold!

"YOU!!" The Divine Goddess of Genesis screamed, only for the Goddess of the Divine Eyes to lift her hand.

"Genesis, Trixster, please fight somewhere else. If you came here to fight, you may as well leave. We have to figure out what we should do against the Dark Successor, not how to bash each other's heads!" She said, not hiding her annoyance.

The Dark Successor was already troublesome enough. Why were they fighting? 

'These stupid dogs…just do as I say!' 

"Is it really necessary to do something against the Dark Successor? It doesn't really look like he did something wrong. He didn't kill the Divine God of Truth and most would agree that he did the right thing by obliterating the dozen races. If we continue to push him into a corner, he might become a problem, but what if we give him some space?" The Divine Goddess of Nemesis asked. 

She didn't have anything against the Dark Successor and merely came to watch a nice show. Everyone was present in the Divine Hall of the Beginning. How could she miss out on such a great show?

Of course, she could just leave because it didn't look like the discussion was going anywhere. But she felt like stirring a little bit more trouble, especially when she could turn the life of Goddess of the Divine Eye a little worse. Angering the Goddess of the Divine Eye was just too enjoyable.

That bitch was as fake as someone could be.

"Nemesis, are you serious right now? Do you want to wait until the Dark Successor comes over here and asks for your neck, OUR neck?" The Goddess of the Divine Eye asked sharply, her left silver eye glowing brightly.

It looked like she was ready to pounce at the Divine Goddess of Nemesis. 

Nemesis didn't say anything. She just smiled at the Goddess of the Divine Eye and shrugged her shoulders.

Once again, silence filled the Divine Hall of the Beginning.

"Do you even know where the Dark Successor is right now, and what he is doing?! He is requesting support from the Asura Mecyrs and the Infernal Ancients! Once he receives their support, and the unconditional loyalty of the four Gigalorian Galaxies, the only way out is to fight, otherwise, we will die miserably!" The Goddess of the Divine Eye announced at this moment.

Nobody asked her how she knew where the Dark Successor was, because that was the smallest issues.

The Army of Devils was already bothersome to the Divine Gods. If the Dark Successor were to increase the number of loyal subjects by taking in the four Gigalorian Galaxies, their advantage would change in an instant.

After all, the four Gigalorian Galaxies had developed into the most potent Galaxies, right after the Origin Galaxy…

"We have to be ready with a full-fledged plan that reassures our victory and survival!"

"Don't tell me you believe that the Dark Successor's words were genuine in the Divine Hall. He is that bastard's successor! Or…are you thinking of betraying the Universe?!?" The Goddess of the Divine Eye shouted almost frantically.

Everyone looked at the Goddess of the Divine Eye, some with a trace of shock, some without a change in their expression.

Meanwhile, Nemesis furrowed her eyebrows while the Divine God of Forging intercepted.

"Don't you think that you're a little too much? He never attacked firs–...."

Before the Divine God of Forging was even able to finish his words, the Goddess of the Divine Eye smashed her hands flat on the table.

The table broke and the tension intensified in an instant.

"Listen to me…" The Goddes of the Divine Eye said, her voice trailing off.

Meanwhile, Nial was having a hard time

He was sweating buckets and writhing in pain. He flared around on the ground like a fish on land.

Nobody thought of helping him even though there were dozens of people staring at him.

Their expressions were stoic, traces of interest glimmering in his eyes.

"Seems like he will make it through the Nightmare Trial," One of the Asuras said. The strongest of them nodded his head.

"It's better to follow someone like him. I rather follow a strong leader who fears something than a maniac who is not even afraid of death."